After Gender Swapping, I Became the Daughter of a Yandere Mother with Animal Ears—With the Help of My Yandere Mom and Powerful Sister, I'll Live as a Fox Girl

The woman clasped her hands as if in prayer, an action not typically associated with initiating an attack. But then…

“Contemplating the heavens… Creating the earth… Sōchi Sōten…”

“What!?”

The ground began to undulate. Caught off guard by the sudden event, both Hiiro and Yorikoma lost their balance. The earth morphed, eventually transforming into giant spears of rock.

“Kyaaah!”

“Ughh!”

They were impaled. In an instant, both seemed incapacitated. Lying on the ground, they showed no signs of getting up.

“What’s happening…”

“Onee-chan, get back…! I’ll handle her.”

Flames started to swirl around Kohaku. She was serious about fighting. But it was reckless. No matter how strong Kohaku’s flames were, this woman manipulated the very earth-like clay. It was impossible to confront her head-on.

“I’ll end this quickly…”

Vulpine flames began to circle the woman, growing into a whirlwind.

“Vortex Flame Scorched Heaven!”

“…”

Kohaku yelled, and the whirlwind of foxfire engulfed the woman. The surroundings were enveloped in scorching heat, mirages wavering in the air.

The attack had turned Magatsuhi to ash without a trace. But against a human body…

“Foolish. Too foolish…”

“What…?”

The woman emerged unscathed from the whirlwind, her clothing not even singed.

“Fools only realize their folly when they witness the consequences of their foolish actions.”

A small circular shadow appeared under her feet. It grew, casting a vast shadow over the area.

“What are you planning!?”

“Look up if you know anything other than looking down.”

Only then did Kohaku look upwards, her face etched with fear.

“No…”

Above was a massive rock, a meteorite. Its shadow was what had darkened the ground. It was as large as a small hill. If it fell, there was no chance of survival. Escape was impossible; we were in her domain.

“No… no…”

Kohaku murmured, sounding close to tears. It was a natural reaction. This was… there was nothing we could do…

“There’s still time. Break that mirror. By doing so, the three of you here, no, all lives in this area, will be saved.”

“…”

Kohaku turned towards me slowly, her eyes imploring.

“Please break it…”

I heard Mashiro’s voice, firm and resolute, without any anxiety.

“Hurry!”

“But… how can I…”

“I’ll be satisfied if my life saves Kohaku and everyone else. And… even if I’m gone, you’ll take over as Mashiro, right?”

…Impossible. I can’t replace Mashiro. My legs are trembling, not even at stake with my own life. But still, there seemed to be no other choice.

“You’re too slow.”

As she murmured, a meteorite struck the ground. The impact shook the earth. In that direction, there was a village…

“Ah… ah…”

Kohaku fell to her knees. It was over… everything was ending…

“It’s not my intention to torment you. I just want you to break the mirror. Just break it. You can smash it, throw it on the ground, anything. Hurry, break it.”

The woman spoke gently, yet her voice was tinged with sorrow.

I couldn’t understand. Why was she, the cause of my tears, sounding so troubled…?

“Don’t cry… I didn’t mean to make you cry…”

“Uuh…”

If she’s sorry, then why do all this in the first place…?

“Please… break the mirror…”

She approached me, placing a warm, compassionate hand on my head. It was reminiscent of the comforting touch I felt when my mother stroked my head…

“Just break it. If you can’t do it, I’ll help you…”

Her hand left my head and gently grasped mine, lifting it towards the mirror. It seemed as if I made eye contact with Mashiro inside the mirror.

“Let’s break the mirror together.”

“…”

I exerted force on my hand, touching the mirror, but I couldn’t muster the strength. I was too scared…